MORITZ
God, I dreamed there was an angel
Who could hear me through the wall
As I cried out, like, in Latin “This is so not life at all
Help me out, out of this nightmare.”
Then I heard her silver call
She said, “Just give it time, kid. I come to one and all.”

She said, “Give me that hand, please, and the itch you can’t control.
Let me teach you how to handle all the sadness in your soul.
Oh, we’ll work that silver magic,
Then we’ll aim it all the wall.”
She said, “Love may make you blind, kid, but I wouldn’t mind at all.”

ALL
It’s the bitch of living

OTTO
The bitch, just the bitch

ALL
With nothing but your hand

OTTO
Just the bitch, yeah

ALL
Just the bitch of living
As someone you can’t stand

GEORG
See, each night it’s, like, fantastic
Tossing, turning without rest
‘Cause my days at the piano
With my teacher and her breasts
And the music’s, like, the one thing
I can’t even get at all
And those breasts!
I mean, God, please, just let those apples fall

ALL
It’s the bitch of living

OTTO
The bitch!

ALL
With nothing going on, nothing going on
Just the bitch of living
Asking: What went wrong?
Do they think we want this?
Oh, who knows!

ERNST
See, there’s showering in gym class

HANSCHEN
Bobby Maler, he’s the best
Look so nasty in those khakis

ERNST
God, my whole life’s like some test

OTTO
Then there’s Marianna Wheelan
As if she’d return my call

HANSCHEN
It’s like, just kiss some ass, man
Then you can screw ‘em all

MELCHIOR
It’s the bitch of living
And living in your head
It’s the bitch of living
And sensing God is dead

ALL
It’s the bitch of living
And trying to get ahead
It’s the bitch of living
Just getting out of bed
It’s the bitch of living
And getting what you get
It’s the bitch of living

MELCHIOR
And knowing this is it

ALL
God, is this it?
This can’t be it
Oh God, what a bitch!